Some people say that life is sweet, sour, bitter, spicy and salty, with us every day every month every year.
Life is not bitter, they know best;It is difficult to live, the immortals also say difficult.
Busy from morning till night;Hard work from the beginning of the year to the end.
The body has not removed the pressure, the heart has unspeakable grievance.
Dare not be lazy, afraid of being compared;Afraid of illness, afraid to delay important matters.
Obviously cried, but said nothing;Obviously tired, but also insist.
I like silence more and more, not because I am in a bad mood,
But whenever I want to talk, I find that I can rely on too few people.
Look at the sky, the clouds tired, lying in the arms of the sky;Look at the tree, the bird is tired, leaning against the tree.
But what about me?Tired, but also their own support;Pain, only oneself endure.
Sometimes I really want to ask:
“If I can’t carry, who will feel bad?”
When I grow up, I find that the adult world is not fun at all.
Money, earn more than enough to spend;No matter how well you do, someone will scold you.
Others only care about whether you fly high, no one asks whether you fly tired.
Everyone is weighing the pros and cons, telling you to be good, but no one is telling you to be happy.
Increasingly, even you feel that “on” by default is a less important point.
No matter how bitter or tired it is, it won’t show.
I would rather a person pretend to say it doesn’t matter, also don’t want to let the people who care about worry, more don’t want to let the people who hate proud.
Because you cry, someone will laugh;But you said tired, not necessarily someone will love dearly.
So, smile is to show others, only tired is hidden.
This world which have what sympathize with, some just lengnuanzizhen.
Looking back over the years, a person through the most difficult time, only to find that the original can really do not need who.
Unspeakable suffering, only to taste their own.But the threshold, or their own.
We are not born to laugh, life has taught us not to cry.
No one has a poison not to invade the heart, is the experience reminds us not to lose.
Who is not tired, while carrying;Try to live while you don’t want to.
There is a passage that goes like this:
“Learn to dance with the wind on a windy day, and hold up an umbrella for yourself when the rain falls.
Life is full of anticipation, but also unexpected joy.”
When you’re tired, give yourself a break.
There is no iron body in this world. Rest when it’s time.
Just a few decades of life, hard or, whether it is safe, are all moments.
Give yourself a calm, not demanding, not demanding.
Even if the rest of my life shut up sad, only wish you can, shut up.